Many of my favorite childhood memories are wrapped up in adventures ventured in my parent's blue VW bubble top camper van.
Memories are made camping and road tripping.
Happy, magical memories.
So once in a while I troll Craigslist, checking out prices on VW buses. Dreaming of owning our own. Knowing that we had two too many kids to make it a reality, and the fact that I know ZERO about fixing cars. But I still kept dreaming.
My bucket list has many realistic and a slightly few crazy things on it.
One is to own a VW bus.
VW Surfari, wrote a check, and picked up my dream.
He showed me all of it's features, how everything worked, how tricky the ignition was, how different it was to drive than a normal car, then sent me on my way.
Nervously trembling, I drove off.
But the windows were down, the sun was shining and I was driving what I thought was once an impossibility.
I was the proud new owner of a gorgeous red VW camper.
(For twenty four glorious hours.)
More to come.